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This has always been Cheng Xirong's excuse. When he meets someone else with doubts, he will use it as a shield. This time, he didn't need to say it out loud. He didn't need to think about how to say it out loud.

Fu Zhou solved the problem for him.

Cheng Xirong's breath was still hanging in his throat, and his back was gradually covered in a fine layer of cold sweat